After All, They Are the Protagonists

Obviously, he had just heard what the old man said, and thought that this was someone worth making friends with.

For the kindness of the female disciple, Ye Yu smiled and enjoyed the sound of praise.

At this time, an old sigh came from the body.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Ye Yu responded from the bottom of his heart.

"The Lone Star Sword obtained by Mu Zhi'an is much, much better than the exercise you obtained later." The old man sighed softly in his heart.

Ye Yu's heart sank, and he asked the teacher in his heart: "The gap between the second-grade exercises should not be very big..."

"There is naturally not much difference between Tianpin and Tianpin... However, the Lone Star Sword that Mu Zhian just took away is something that can evolve."

"evolution……"

"The Lone Star Sword in the future may be able to evolve into a top-notch Heavenly Grade Kung Fu."

When the old man said this, he stopped talking and just sighed helplessly.

My disciple's luck and even talent are excellent, even after being "cheat" by Mu Zhi'an to take away one second-grade exercise, he still has such strong luck to get the second second-grade exercise.

It's just that, for some opportunities, if you miss them, you will miss them, and no matter how much you can save them, it won't help.

And the other party may not know how the Lone Star Sword evolves... This is one of the few pieces of good news.

But the indifferent smile on Ye Yu's face just now was a little more gloomy.

……

Tianheyuan...

Mu Zhi'an returned to the mansion, holding the newly obtained "Lone Star Sword" exercise in his hand, studying it seriously.

I have to say that his talent is really good. After opening this second-grade exercise and memorizing the moves of the Lone Star Sword in his mind, Mu Zhian felt a sense of enlightenment after less than an hour. .

To put it bluntly, this exercise is a bit like the bronze sword that Bai Ruoxi used that day.

Concentrate a little bit and get to the top.

Gather the spiritual energy in it, and after one strike, most of the spiritual energy in the cauldron was absorbed in an instant.

The power is amazing, but the disadvantages are also obvious.

"Tomorrow is the selection of inner disciples. Although I have a lot of confidence, I should still practice seriously."

Mu Zhi'an sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, slightly closed his eyes, and was about to carefully comprehend the mystery of this second-grade exercise.

At this moment, Bai Ruoxi, who had just finished reading a volume of books outside, walked into the room.

She stepped on a pair of light blue embroidered shoes, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Mu Zhi'an sitting cross-legged on the bed.

The young man's face is handsome and personable. In the eyes of Bai Ruoxi in the past, Mu Zhi'an was just a "trash" with a good skin.

But now, looking at the handsome face of the young man, in her peach blossom eyes, there is only tenderness of emotion.

"Mu Lang..." Bai Ruoxi called softly.

"Let's talk later, I want to concentrate on my cultivation!" Mu Zhi'an replied seriously, focusing on understanding the mystery of the Lone Star Sword.

If you don't bother, don't bother, why are you so fierce... Bai Ruoxi pursed her lips aggrievedly, feeling unhappy.

If ordinary people had such a beautiful Taoist companion, they would be reluctant to part from each other all day long.

It's good for Mu Zhi'an, he has become so "cold" in just a short time.

Bai Ruoxi looked at Mu Zhi'an who was comprehending the exercises with his eyes closed, and silently looked away, lying on the table and staring at him in a daze.

After nearly a quarter of an hour, Mu Zhian quietly opened his eyes, but the mystery brought by the Lone Star Sword was echoing in his mind.

This skill is extremely destructive, but it needs to be used with caution. In addition, I still lack a handy weapon...

Mu Zhi'an thought to himself, at this moment, all he could think about was the mysteries of the Lone Star Sword's technique.

He looked at Bai Ruoxi who was sitting in front of the table. The beauty was wearing a white palace dress, her skin was white, and her hair was loose. Because she was lying on the table, this action happened to press her chest on the table.

This is something that only a tolerant woman can do, and it is quite tempting.

I said it was called Ruoxi, but in fact it could be called Naixi...

Because she is too big.

At this moment, the Lone Star Sword technique that had just echoed in his mind was completely replaced by Bai Ruoxi's figure. Mu Zhi'an's heart moved slightly, he got up and got out of bed, came to Bai Ruoxi's side, and grabbed her slender hand.

"What are you doing? Didn't Mr. Mu want to practice and have no time to talk to me?" Bai Ruoxi's face was cold and calm, but her peach blossom eyes were full of resentment like a little girlfriend.

Mu Zhian stared at her, and said seriously: "Ruoxi, I was wrong."

When he said this, his eyes were attracted by the unfathomable heart.

so big and white...

Bai Ruoxi sensed Mu Zhian's eyes, her eyes flickered slightly, and said: "You are just in the middle of your cultivation, and I really shouldn't disturb... But if you want to apologize, can Mu Lang promise me something?"

"Of course, for you, no matter how you apologize, it's fine." Mu Zhi'an had a look on his face.

Then, there was a cool touch on his wrist, he noticed the blind spot, and said, "Well... Ruoxi, why are you using the concentric lock?"

"Wait a minute... the concentric lock is for you to deal with the enemy instead of me—"

After Mu Zhian finished speaking, the concentric lock had already landed on his wrist.

He sighed softly, and said helplessly, "Forget it, if it makes you happy, it's fine."

Mu Zhi'an blew out the candle, looking at Bai Ruoxi's cold face.

She stared at Mu Zhi'an faintly, as if with some anticipation.

Mu Zhian couldn't bear it anymore, and said softly: "Let's go, go to bed."

……

Time flies, and another day has passed without knowing it.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Zhi'an woke up early, and the concentric lock on his wrist had disappeared.

He turned his head slightly to look at Bai Ruoxi who seemed to be still sleeping soundly.

This great beauty of Profound Sky City is like a noble and holy snow lotus, having experienced the ravages of the violent storm last night, at this moment there is a slight blush on that delicate and flawless face, and there is a little charm in the holiness.

On the beautiful neck, it seems that a drop of sweat can be vaguely seen sliding down the attractive collarbone and sinking into the skirt of the clothes.

She gently hugged Mu Zhian's arm with both hands, the warmth of her heart made Mu Zhian narrow her eyes slightly, and while she was enjoying it, she shook her head and sighed secretly.

Mu Zhi’an, Mu Zhi’an, you can’t go down like this anymore, night is the time to meditate and practice, how can you be so depraved every day? !

But in fact, this is also impossible.

After all, this is also for the sake of Bai Ruoxi's practice.

Today was the selection ceremony of the inner disciples, but it was still early for the assembly time, so Mu Zhian didn't wake Bai Ruoxi up immediately, but quietly took his hand out of her arms, and quietly got off the bed.

Pushing open the door, feeling the sunshine on his face, Mu Zhian narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling refreshed.

"Ah."

Suddenly there was a disdainful cold snort from the side, Mu Zhian looked sideways, the lady maid was leaning against the pillar in front of the pavilion with a beautiful face and a curvaceous figure, with her arms folded on her chest, just holding her proudly. raised breasts.

It's great to be able to enjoy Sister Mengrou's disdain early in the morning... Mu Zhian smiled and said, "Sister Mengrou, good morning."

"Why did you wake up so early... Could it be that you are too nervous thinking about the selection of inner disciples today?" Mu Zhian continued to ask.

Wei Mengrou said coldly: "I'm just worried that you guys overplayed it and missed the selection ceremony in the morning."

She especially expressed her disdain in the accentuated tone of the word "play".

"What do you mean by playing... I'm just fighting for Ruoxi's practice." Mu Zhi'an defended himself solemnly.

Then, he looked Wei Mengrou up and down a few times, and continued: "Actually, I can help Sister Mengrou too... Although I am a little tired, but if it is for Sister Mengrou, I don't mind no matter how hard it is."

Wei Mengrou squinted at him, too lazy to talk to her young master.

After a while, she suddenly asked: "Didn't you hear yesterday that the eldest princess will send millions of spirit stones?"

Mu Zhian nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "I'll probably come to visit within two days."

"As for now, let's talk about getting the quota of inner disciples first."

Hearing this, Wei Mengrou couldn't help but look at Mu Zhi'an more, and said, "You seem quite confident?"

This is the Liangyi Sect, not Tianxuan City. Mu Zhian's identity doesn't have much effect here, and those chief disciples will only recruit inner disciples with excellent talents.

"If I can't become an inner sect disciple, I can only rely on Sister Mengrou to support me in the future." Mu Zhian sighed softly, looked up at Wei Mengrou and said, "Sister Mengrou won't despise me, will she?"

Wei Mengrou twitched her lips, and said flatly, "Master, you are joking, I can't afford to support a person with two legs."

When talking about this, Wei Mengrou couldn't help thinking about it for a while.

The positions between the two were switched, and Mu Zhi'an served her tea and water...

Hmm... I always feel that this picture is a bit unimaginable.

Although he looks shameless at ordinary times, his young master is still very proud in his bones.

Although she didn't know it, this proud person had fantasized more than once about the beautiful scene of being trampled under by his own maid in the future.

"To be honest, are you confident?" Wei Mengrou asked suddenly.

If Mu Zhi'an could not become an inner sect disciple, she would also not accept any invitation from the chief seat.

"nature."

Mu Zhi'an smiled lightly: "So if the head of a certain main peak invites Sister Mengrou as an inner disciple, just accept it."

At that time, the Zongmen Grand Competition will be full of people from their side... It's quite interesting to think about it.

As if feeling that Wei Mengrou was still a little worried about him, Mu Zhian smiled and said, "If there are no accidents, I will not only have a place as an inner disciple... but also, I will have many choices."

There are many geniuses this time, but Mu Zhi'an is probably the only one who can play a role for the first seat in a short period of time, or even for a long time in the future.

Coupled with the relationship between Linglong...

How to choose, those first seats probably already have the answer in their hearts after deliberating over the past two days.

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